
They were one of my favorite online couples, long time friends that had the perfect life. A family filled with love and passion, well respected careers they enjoyed, and the financial security to live life in every way they saw fit. If they wanted something they went after it together and it was impressive to watch them over the years become the amazing people they are now. The one little secret that only I knew was who they were when they closed the bedroom door. Why?
You know why! Its the same reason many of my online friends welcome me into their world of desire. I am the storyteller. I am the one who lives and breaths to open your mind and body with my erotic words. They understood who I was to them as do you. For years they offered for me to visit, just one night or a weekend escape. How they wanted me to join them in a moment of wild fantasy. There were times I considered it, but this part of my life is just an illusion.
I can picture it, how are first meeting would be. The strong handshake of the man and then a warm embrace from the wife, then a kiss. We were going to share a naughty adventure so you can damn well expect my hand on her ass as her breasts press to my chest. Laughter and casual conversations as we head to my hotel. I make sure my room has a king bed and hot tub for our enjoyment but most importantly is the chair and side table that sits in the corner of the room.
I take a seat as he opens the bottle of crown he bought knowing my tastes, pouring the glasses full as she sits across from me on the little love seat talking about recent stories I posted that they played to. She shows me with a lift of her dress that just sitting so close to me has her wet and aching. So it begins. I taste the liquid amber after a toast and lean back comfortably in the chair. “Leave the dress up and touch for me.” I take control. Its why I am here. You are both now mine for anything I wish. Her smile turns to a glazed wanting as she looks up at her man. “No, your eyes don’t leave me till I tell you to, touch for me.” I watch him standing beside you with his drink smiling proudly of his beautiful wife as his hand tucks her hair behind her ear. She slowly opens her legs and runs her light touch against the dew dripping from her.
I have her play for an hour. Why? Because I can. Her body convulsing multiple times only to stop long enough for my other commands of direction. “Slower, deeper, pinch your clit, unzip your man and take him in your mouth….and most importantly…..cum for me now!” She swallowed his first load as we all lost count on her own orgasms. “Lay back and open wider, stand in front of me and undress, kneel and suck your man off again.” He held her face the second time and as he groaned to alert us both of his need to cum again I commanded. “On your tits this time.” Warm cum splashing on her breasts and running down her body. “That is how you wear your mans scent!” Hours went by. I drank, watched, guided my favorite couple to what I wanted to witness. They craved it as they complied to my every whim.
We stopped for more drinks, we moved to the bathroom and I sat on the edge of the tub as they washed each other. All clean I had him bend her on the vanity and pound her till her legs were weak. “Fuck her harder! Fist her hair and slap her ass!” We both knew she loved a strong rough hand and spanking. He worked over her perfect body in love and lust. When it was time I asked him to leave us and go to the bed. Most men would never leave their naked wife with a man they just physically met but I had an intimate connection for years so he walked out of the room. “Hydrate, no more whiskey for you, call for room service have food delivered, you need fuel for the rest of the night.” I joked as I turned to her. “How beautiful you are, the perfect wife and lover. Is this what you wanted?” Her emotional acknowledgement as she stood before me. “when room service comes to the door you will answer it just as you are and serve your king in bed. Make sure you feed him well. His mouth, tongue, and teeth will move over your body. I will not instruct you in front of him on this one, you will do this as I eat beside you. Until then you will sit in my lap, open your legs, and touch but don’t cum.”
He could hear her moans but not know exactly what I was doing with her. But I knew part of his fantasies were to hear and watch his wife with me. So I knew he would be stroking his cock as she moaned in the other room. She offered to suck my cock but it was not time for that yet. As hard as I was, it was not time. She begged to cum as she sat curled against me and I massaged her tits but denied her the release. When the knock at the door pulled her from my lap she did exactly as I asked. Opened the door to accept the cart of food, nude and red faced. Wheeled it in, set mine on the table as I poured a drink, then lay down beside him placing food across her body. Silently laying there waiting for him to respond. He looked at me knowing full well it was my idea before he fed. As a proper king he fed his queen as she lay there. The moans let me know she was enjoying the attentions just as much as he enjoyed the snack. I let them rest after the meal, find their strength return as well as enjoy just wrapped with each other for a bit. I watched him whisper to her as her smile widened. She climbed off the bed, moved over kneeling beside me. “Please sir, we both need you now.”
It was time. I cupped her face gently holding her gaze. “Then prepare me.” as she carefully undid my tie, my coat and shirt. The exploration of her hands on my warm skin down over my chest and stomach before tugging my belt open. I watched her and only her. I sensed his movement and the clink of glass on glass as I was sure he was pouring the spirits again. When she pulled open my fly, she ran her hand along my thick cock and lifted it to her mouth. I held her face as her wet lips sheathed my cock. Long slow bobs of her head as she strengthened my manhood. “Can you feel how hard you have me.” a nod still sucking and playing with me. A glance to him as he just raised his glass and watched. Again knowing his desire for this as well I let her savor my cock till the pre cum glistened on her lips. I called over to him. “I’m going to fuck her now and you are going to watch me. She is going to forever crave my cock inside her and think of me when her pussy tingles.” I watched his cock go stiff in a moment of conversation as I stood. I pulled her from the floor and turned her quickly to face him. I pushed her down on the bed before him and I moved tightly to her backside. A slow drag of my thick tip over her soaked pussy then a powerful thrust to bury myself inside. She cried out as he moved over to kiss her. I took her as we all hungered for. Hard, rough, deep her body was shattered with every orgasm she gave. Her body like warm clay in my hands, moving and molded to what I needed for my pleasure. From behind, flipped on her back, stretched and opened on her side…..I fucked her. He kissed her, held her hands or hair, and stroked his cock just sitting there as I used her completely. She begged for me to cum in her but that was his. Some things belong to him. But after hours of fucking her she wore me well. Loads of my cream on her ass, her chest, her lips.
She lay wrecked on the bed as I stood and found a cigar in my jacket pocket. I sat bare and smoked as she curled up to him and slept. He thanked me deeply as she drifted off. We quietly talked and joked a bit about how incredible it all was. I went to take a shower and went to sleep on the pull out my flight was late morning so I could catch a few hours. He insisted I lay on the other side of her. So I lay beside her, she felt me and pressed her little bottom against me while he held her on his chest. She was peaceful. At some point we all slept and I was woken by a soft wet mouth on my cock. I opened my eyes to her slowly sucking on me and fingering her pussy as he was dressed reading the paper. She guided my morning burst on her tits then licked me clean. “I just wanted to wear your scent home, hope you don’t mind.” she giggled as she hopped out of the bed and got dress with my seed still dripping off her tits. It was a perfect ending to our wild night….well now morning. I too got dress and they drove me back to the airport. Another hug and kiss, a handshake and promises to see each other online soon.
Can you picture it? Can you feel it? I hope you do…..you never know, I could be traveling to you soon!